1970 Somethin
(B.I.G.)
1970 Somethin' ***** I don't sweat the date my moms was late,
So I had to plan my escape, out the skins,
In this world the fly girls, tangeray and hennesey,
Untill I call earl, 10 months in this gut, wut the ****,
I wish moms would hurry up, so I can get buck wild,
Juvenile with the mics n ****, New York New York, ready for the likes of this,
Then came the worst date, May 21st 2:19 was when my moma water burst,
No spouse in the house, so she rolled herself,
To the hospital, to see if she could get a little help,
Umbilicle cords wrapped around my neck,
Im seein' my death, and I ain't even took my first step,
I made it out im bringin' mad joy,
The docter looked and said he's gonna be BAD BOY!
(Faith Evans)
I remmember back in time, before all the homies died, before all the dollars and nines, i knew that i was
goin' somewhere, let me take you back in time, before i even got the rhyme, before i had nickels and
dimes, i knew that i was goin' somewhere,
(The Game)
would pac be alive, if you let pac drive,
swear to god to reverse it I give my left eye,
with the right I visualized, the king of bed-stuy,
checkin his daughter tianna into junior high,
if I was in brooklyn, and B.I. was still alive,in 2006 it might sound like this,
N.Y. 7-1-8 2-1-2, with sues rendevouz,
its like moulin rouge, 
high fashion, up town air force ones,
and vasquez, puerto ricans with fat asses
blaze dutch masters, we dump ashes, on models and S classes,
for you bastards, catch a cab to manhattan,
with that broadway actin', u hype that belly ****, 
would you get you capped, and wrapped in plastic,
tell the captain, S Roge was happennin',
out here nor speak no evil, inside the magnum
(Faith Evans)
I remmember back in time, before all the homies died, before all the dollars and nines, i knew that i was
goin' somewhere, let me take you back in time,
(B.I.G.)
now i'm 13 smokin' blunts, makin' green,
on the drug scene, **** the football team,
risk it, rupt ur spleens, by the age of 16,
hearin' the coach scream, make my lifetime dream,
i mean, i wanna blow up, stack my doe up, 
so school i didn't show up, and ****** my flow up,
mom said that i should grow up, and check myself,
before i wreck myself, disrespect myself, 
put the drugs on the shelf, naww! i couldn't see it,
Scarface king of New York, i wanna be it,
rap was secondary, money was neccessary,
untill i got encarcerated, kinda scary,
see 74' march 8, set me straight, not able to move behind a great steel gate,
time to contemplate, damn were did i fail,
all the money i stacked, was all the money for bail,
(Faith Evans)
I remmember back in time, before all the homies died, before all the dollars and nines, i knew that i was
goin' somewhere, let me take you back in time, before i even got the rhyme, before i had nickels and
dimes, i knew that i was goin' somewhere,